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Much Kimono. Such Furniture.

It’s true, I’m kind of a secret kimono addict. Kimono robes especially, in my youth, were a very secret addiction. I love the feel and the flowing girliness of them, even the shorties make me feel feminine and pretty.  PIxicat releasing them at The Arcade this month has provided me with new loungewear for my new house. AND this way if someone drops by I’m not completely disheveled!

I’m also delighted to have the new furniture from Mudhoney for THE ARCADE. This is a lovely set, perfect for entryways areas or whatever nook or corner you’re likely to slog down your purse and have a seat after a long day being awesome. Continue reading

Chinese New Year And Mnemonic Device

Gogo and my IMs read like those text message commercials with James Earl Jones and Malcolm McDowell.
“Have you been to Fameshed?”

“No. Not yet. I dunno if I am gonna go.”

“Me too, but I wanna go out. We should go.”

“I dunno. I’m tired. But I might go. Or I might go somewhere else.”

“I wanna go somewhere. Maybe.”

And on and on like that. Sometimes we’ll have entire conversations on how tired we are of the trend of everything being brown. (Look around, it’s a thing. Suddenly everything is dark and brown at some events.)

Anyway, in the course of this conversation, the event CHINESE NEW YEAR came up. We both agreed that the Chinese boxes of awesome made by LARK were must have, and so even though she was dithering about going out I headed over there.  The original landmark seemed to have landed me in a pit. From the sky, where I ended up, it seemed like there was a tunnel leading to the event, or a walkway or something, but where I LANDED it was some sort of poofing rendering hell where not only could I not see, I was disoriented and unhappy. Plus, there was no shopping there.  Continue reading

…in French Chat Chapeau

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It never fails that when I start playing with my cat I start singing the song from the Cat in the Hat. Then I am singing it formthe rest of my day, annoying everyone with my Seussian cheer.
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She is demanding, my cat. She has made it clear that she isnt budging until I get to moving and starting my day.
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Now someone tell her I cant get up till she does.

Shopping List:
Lingerie: PatchWorkHeart Lace Body
Pedi: [ PXL ] Pedicure Nat #3
Beauty Mark: [PXL] Beauty Mark POS1 Light DX
Hair: *Alice Project* Aquarius Zephyra [S] – Infinity
Shape: Gidge ~Savoir Faire Shapes~
Skin: [PXL] KATE NAT NE LEB C1
Eyes: [PXL] SOUL Eyes – Mystics (M)
Chair: MudHoney – Laura Chair

I Moved To Government Housing

My Linden Home - Welcome to 104 - the Boo Haus

 

It’s true. I have moved into a Linden Home – albeit probably temporarily.

Remember when they came out? And it was like wow, you can put one decent sofa in there and maybe a table and then you are out of prims? Well, with mesh, that’s all changed. I did some very cursory shopping – but my first pass at living a more modest lifestyle has begun, we’ll see how it suits me. Continue reading

After A Night Of Zombie Killing

Zombie Killers Love Their Babies Too

I should have probably bathed myself before washing the baby, being covered with the undead blood, as well as a bit of mine and that of some various human collateral damage. But I got her bathed and off to bed before I decided to shower up and relax a bit myself. Continue reading

Tongue-Tied

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This fun sundress from Ingenue for Vintage Fair had me reaching for some rockabilly and the incomparable Wanda Jackson. Some people say she is the female Elvis, but frankly, Elvis is the male Wanda Jackson.

Oh, great good golly, he thrills me so
When the apple of my eye whispers in my ear
I get real speechless and I act so shy
And all I can say is neenie-neenie-ny
I get tongue tied, ooh
I get tongue tied, yeah
I go, well ah-ah-ah…
What I’m tryin’ to say is
I love you, yeah!

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I added so stockings from League which are super sexy with their garters and the hot Pinup Pumps from N-Core.

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Morning Lounge – A Vintage Fair Preview

Wednesday is never easy. People try to pop around happy proclaiming Happy Hump day or other inane blather but to me, it’s like omg, the weekend – so FAR away. This morning I couldn’t be arsed to do more than lay about my house and consider getting up. Just consider it. Continue reading

Fame Shed and The Gary Gacha

So first of all I should say, I know full WELL that it’s not called FAME SHED. However, there was a whole slew of conversation about how one says the name of this event, and someone had asked if it was called FAME SHED – hell I think Cajsa even did a poll.

The truth is, mnemonic devices are effective, and while there are more events on the grid than you can shake a stick at – the ones with names I can remember are the ones that I patronize. So – while I know it’s faMESHed – it’s Fame Shed to me.

And more importantly – I went shopping there because I remembered it. Oh and bcse Vaki  told me I should. Continue reading